He sang as if he was dreaming,
But he was not the only one.
A believer who spoke his mind freely,
A teacher whose words still linger in the air,
To some a hero to others a lie.
No matter what, he kept his head to the sky.
He woke up and saw things from a peaceful state of mind,
Yearning for others to do the same.
Stood tall for what he believed in,
As tall as the highest tree.
He encouraged the night to shine as bright as the day.
He chanted for love and pushed for peace.
Just sad to think he is gone forever,
When now they're starting to believe.
REFLECTION:This is to be the one I enjoyed writing the most, I had the chance to express how I feel about my hero and show why he is my hero. This is definitely some Captain Crunch tasting writing, for me at least. I feel like my voice was very strong in this writing.
JOHN LENNON
He sang as if he was dreaming,But he was not the only one.
A believer who spoke his mind freely,
A teacher whose words still linger in the air,
To some a hero to others a lie.
No matter what, he kept his head to the sky.
He woke up and saw things from a peaceful state of mind,
Yearning for others to do the same.
Stood tall for what he believed in,
As tall as the highest tree.
He encouraged the night to shine as bright as the day.
He chanted for love and pushed for peace.
Just sad to think he is gone forever,
When now they're starting to believe.
REFLECTION:This is to be the one I enjoyed writing the most, I had the chance to express how I feel about my hero and show why he is my hero. This is definitely some Captain Crunch tasting writing, for me at least. I feel like my voice was very strong in this writing.